The year my hopes and dreams
Were supposed to come true.
As a blue bird I flew
Up and away from high school
And the dreams I formulated there.
Through the ceiling I threw my maroon cap
On the day I graduated
Running laps faster than my previous thinking speed
I thought myself into a fear of this
Great unknown ahead of me -
College flies higher than a blue bird and
Higher than a fiery cap.
It flew into my lap and I became its possession.
Who am I? No,
What am I going to be?
No, what should I be?
What new career should become my new obsession?
I was blinded and walked blindly
Through the doors into my reality.
If I knew more about myself maybe I could
Have found some quicker clarity.
And as tricky as life seemed in 2016,
I ran out of it’s embrace merrily
Because I found a new sense of me
And I am excited for 2017.